[Yi Tian] Sushou embroidered rivers and mountains

The young man in Yuli said awkwardly: "I don't know Fu..."

The one who can win the favor of such a man should be a first-class woman?

Qingge pulled her hand out of Ding Minjun's, and said indifferently, "I'll go by myself."

Ding Minjun's expression was a bit unfriendly: "Zhiruo, I forgot to tell you, the first rule of my Emei school is to honor the master and respect the elder sisters."

Another fifteen.

The moonlight is like water, and a large piece of silver light pours down.

Qingge held the bamboo flute and played an ancient court music.The ethereal sound of the flute has crossed the vicissitudes of life and permeated the eternal Kyushu sun and moon.

The mountain behind Emei is cold and lonely.

"That's why you asked Master to come to the back mountain to practice martial arts?"

The sound of the flute stopped in an instant.Qingge looked back, senior sister Bei Jinyi was wearing a black dress, looking at her quietly.

Qingge did not answer, and sent the bamboo flute to his lips, and the desolate tune lingered among the vegetation again.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty is lost.

I am going.

Ancient music is as it used to be, where is the hometown?

"I really can't see through you." Bei Jinyi sat down beside Qingge and turned her head to look at her, "What do you really want? Peerless martial arts? Favored by a beloved? Revenge? Or..."

Qingge put down the bamboo flute and lowered her eyes.

I want Haiyan and Heqing to make the world peaceful.

I want the Li and Shu of Kyushu to live and work in peace and contentment, and restore my glorious and prosperous Tang Dynasty.

I want gold and iron horses, I want to write hard, I want to wear a high-waisted underskirt and a high bun in the Tang Dynasty, and point out the country together with the men of the world!

I know I can't, but I just can't let it go.

Knowing that the world is changing, but stubbornly conservative.

Knowing that women are deeply bound in the world, knowing that it is absurd for women to practice martial arts, but when they dreamed back at midnight, they clearly dreamed of Chang'an Luoyang, and clearly dreamed of Daming Palace, which is deeply attached to them.

"I don't want anything, but I want everything."

Qingge's voice was a little hoarse.

Seeing that Qingge was sad, Bei Jinyi thought it reminded her of her sadness, so she tried to persuade her, "Silly girl, what are you worried about now that you are in Emei? You have excellent bones, and your achievements in the future will definitely surpass those of our sisters." Besides, hey——" She thought of Ding Minjun, and subconsciously changed the subject, "Your flute is really good."

"Senior Sister is absurd. Xiao is just a plaything for self-entertainment. The real one is Qin."

ˇ峨嵋ˇ最新更新：2012-04-0117：25：09

Qingge brought a jar of peach blossom wine to the mountain stream to meet her uncle.

My uncle has white hair all over his head, and his favorite thing in life is peach blossom wine, especially the peach blossom wine brewed by Qingge himself.

——She planted peach blossoms in her dreams.

"The girl is here."

Uncle Shi threw the rusty iron sword aside, snatched the jar from Qing Singer, and gulped it down.After drinking half a jar of peach blossom wine, her cheeks were slightly flushed.

The elderly are not very good at drinking.

"Yeah, girl..." Master Uncle's tongue began to tie up, "I and your master Fengling Shitai are worshiping under Master's door..."

Again.

Qingge digs his ears.It's these clichés every time.

"For the sake of this wine, how about telling me about Dragon Slaying Saber and Yitian Sword?"

Qingge pulled a rattan chair and lay down on a reclining side.

Master Uncle took another sip of wine and muttered: "The world is getting worse, the world is getting worse, you are a girl—"

Qing Ge is half seductive and half coercive: "Tell me, I will bring you new wine next time." She has already planted several sweet-scented osmanthus in her dream.In fact, Qingge prefers to call the dreamland the Immortal Mansion, but it is a pity that it has no third benefit other than the spiritual spring of life and death, flesh and bones, and boundlessness, let alone help oneself cultivate immortality.

Well, that's right, the spring water has another benefit, washing the tendons and cutting the marrow.

"It's a long story to say..."

"Long story short."

"The Supreme Master of the Martial Arts, use the precious sword to slay the dragon; if you command the world, no one dares not to obey; if the Yitian does not come out, who will fight against it? The Dragon Slaying Saber has disappeared for more than 20 years, and your master's rag bag contains the Yitian Sword, snort— —”

Uncle Master was lying on his head in the thatched hut, and the remaining peach blossom wine in the jar dripped all over the floor.

Drunk again.

Qingge pinched her nose, gently and deftly lifted the sloppy skirt of her master's uncle and placed it on the bamboo couch.

No one dares not to obey orders to the world, if it is true, it will not be in vain for her 120 altars of fine peach blossom wine.

Qingge came out of the hut, flicked his sleeves, and the firewood door creaked shut.After stepping on the rocks with her toes several times, she has reached the top of the back mountain, where she usually practiced.

Ding Minjun was already waiting for her.

"Leave quickly." Ding Minjun said in a bad tone, "Today is the annual exam. If you lose my face, don't say you were brought out by me."

Qingge frowned slightly, but couldn't say anything.She was indeed brought up by Ding Minjun, and she has benefited a lot.Even though this person is bitter, vain and jealous, she is just an ordinary woman.Perhaps in this Mount Emei, she is the only woman who dares to show her true nature.Perhaps the rumored Senior Sister Ji Xiaofu is also one of them.

Hand up, sword down.

With a light tap of the toe on the opponent's sword, the lithe body circled down, the mountain wind messed up the hair on the temples, and the white clothes flew up.

Jing Kong's eyebrows were a little bloodstained.

"it is good!"

Miejue Shitai clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "Zhiruo, you really are a rare genius in our Emei Sect in a hundred years!"

Ding Minjun hummed softly, unable to hide his jealousy.

Jingkong blushed, and gritted his teeth: "Since Junior Sister Zhou is so powerful, why not ask Senior Sister Jingxuan for advice, okay?"

Among the teachers and sisters present, the only one who has not suffered under Qing Singer is the senior sister Jingxuan.As for the brothers, heh, the status of the male disciples of the Emei Sect is lower than that of the female disciples, and their kung fu is by no means superior.

With the elegan sword in hand, Qing Ge made a "please" gesture.

Jingxuan didn't dare to be careless, and swept out silver threads all over the sky with a dust whisk, dazzled people's eyes.

Qingge cheered up and wrestled with Jingxuan.Fighting from morning to noon, and from noon to dusk, and finally lost due to lack of internal strength.

Leaning on her long sword, she panted slightly.

Not enough, still not enough.

It really is... a genius of heaven.

Even the number one disciple under Miejue Shitai's seat won by relying on deep internal strength.Little Junior Sister has a limitless future.

All the disciples muttered in their hearts, Miejue Shitai was too satisfied: "Zhiruo, follow me."

Qing Ge followed Miejue Shitai to the quiet room, feeling a little uneasy.

It seems that the limelight is too much.

"From today onwards, I will teach you the treasure of Emei Zhenshan—Emei Nine Suns Kung Fu. You must practice it seriously and don't slack off in the slightest."

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Qingge moved back to Jinding from the back mountain, ignoring Ding Minjun's gritted teeth.The person who taught her martial arts has changed from Ding Minjun to Miejue Shitai. As others have said, her future is limitless.

Miejue Shitai has a weird temper, but he is extremely stubborn and likes to protect his weaknesses.Qingge thought of her grandmother, who had almost the same temperament.Over the years, she has gotten used to being self-reliant, and she doesn't have much complaints about serving Miejue Shitai with her.

People say that one day is a teacher, and one day is a father; no matter the emperor or the common people.

Qing Ge took the dinner and walked to Miejue Shitai's room.Her breathing and footsteps are already extremely shallow, even Miejue Shitai herself, if she doesn't pay attention deliberately, it is not easy to hear it.

"About the matter of exterminating the Demon Cult, that's it..."

Miejue Shitai seemed to be discussing important matters with others.

Qingge's footsteps paused slightly, and her breathing became a little heavier.Suddenly there was a slight wind in the room, and Qingge dodged into the Immortal Mansion subconsciously.In this place, she can come in by herself, or use a ray of divine sense to probe in.

Large areas of peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the spiritual spring will never dry up at a glance.

Miejue Shitai flew out, didn't see anyone, thought he had heard wrong, went back to the room, and continued to discuss important matters.

Qingge silently counted the time.After about a quarter of an hour passed, she stepped out of the Immortal Mansion, happened to turn a corner at the corner of the long corridor, stepped harder, and knocked on the door lightly: "Master, my apprentice has brought you food."

"Leave it at the door, you go back. Review today's homework carefully." Miejue Shitai's voice was full of weariness.

Qing Ge responded, put the dinner down, took out the brewed sweet-scented osmanthus wine from the Immortal Mansion, flew past the treetops, and headed straight for the back mountain.

She owed the man a jar of wine.

The little thatched hut has been burned to ashes, and there is a small tombstone in front of the lonely tomb.Qingge opened the jar, and the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus lingered in the forest.

Unexpectedly, even the spiritual spring of life and death, flesh and bones, could not resist the end of life.

"People are always going to die. Girl, remember to put a jar of wine in front of my grave." Master Uncle said to her with a smile before leaving.

"You are a phoenix above the nine heavens, you shouldn't be trapped in this small Mount Emei. If you have a chance, go out. The dragon-slaying knife and the Yitian sword should be your capital to command the world."

The sweet-scented osmanthus wine slowly seeped into the soil, carrying another person's distant and long memory.

A low cry sounded in the distance.Qingge didn't like being disturbed, so she simply went over to see which senior sister it was.

The gray-clothed nun's face was stained with tears, and she looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.

It is empty.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo?"

Jingkong didn't need to look back, he knew who it was.Little Junior Sister's lightness kung fu is superb, except for Master, there is no one else in Emei who can stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

Qingge fell from the treetops generously.

"Could you listen to me tell a story? I've held it in for too long, it's uncomfortable."

Jing Kong muttered to himself.

Qing Ge found a place to sit down, two eyes were reflected in her clear eyes.